Homecoming and what it really means has been on my mind lately – predictably I guess, since we’ve just come back to the Sunshine Coast, Queensland after nearly two years living in Vanuatu. But it’s something that I know lots of other people living away from home ponder too, especially as time marches inexorably on to Christmas, with all of the home-ness that Christmas always inspires.Read More
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There's nothing like a good power ballad to get you in the mood for an adventure. You know the kind - fake microphone, belting out the chorus to at the top of your lungs, windows down and hair blowing in the breeze. The promise of an adventure so close you can taste it.
This great article posted on Matador Network highlights 28 songs that capture the spirit of travel. Take a trip down memory lane, crank up the tunes, pour yourself a glass of wine, shake off those Monday blues, pull out a map of the world and start plotting your next adventure.Read More
It's true that there is no perfect place to travel. No ideal locale that will suit every individual's whim. You might love a particular destination while for someone else it's a little too busy or there's not enough [insert whiny tourist gripe i.e. coffee]. But I think it's also true that your experience and what you take away from a trip, mostly comes down to attitude.
I've recently return from a week on Norfolk Island - a big family trip where we all stayed in one beautiful, big house and explored every inch of the island we could possibly squeeze into seven days. Now Norfolk Island actually wasn't high on my hit list of travel destinations but my parents planned the trip and I'm generally a get-on-board-and-enjoy-the-adventure kind of person and when it comes to travel, I think it's the only way to be.Read More
Once upon a time, there was only one reason I could really see to travel: to experience new things. To see with my own eyes the Eiffel Tower to be sure it was really there; to eat the deep-fried guinea pig to check if I’d been missing out on something spectacular all my life (I hadn’t). My itineraries were infamous for being packed to the brim with places to see; my preferred mode of travel was of the tasting plate variety rather than the house specialty - why dwell on one country/city/sight when you could dip into 12? This means skimming across the top, admittedly, but at least it rules out the possibility of dying without seeing it all - and there’s always the option to go back, once you have run out of new places to explore.Read More
There's something beautiful about planning. Especially when it comes to travel. It's the way that it builds anticipation and excitement. Those hours spent exploring accommodation options and Google images of remote beaches. It gives you some evening inspiration to explore rather than zoning out in front of Netflix for countless hours.Read More
It’s the eternal question for wanderlusters like us: how long? How long do I need to stay? How long could I stay? How long should I stay? Will whatever I’m planning be long enough?
I’ve never been one of those travellers who arrives in a place with no plans, luxuriously free to follow their whims and intent only on seeing what delights are serendipitously dropped in their paths. I wish I was, but honestly, I’m just not. While group tours make my toes curl and I like to think I follow a more authentic travel experience path, I do find it hard to resist drafting long lists of highlights of any given venue and trying to fit in as many of them as my long suffering family will endure. Partly, it’s because thinking about the trip is a big wedge of the travel-pleasure-pie for me, and partly it’s a kind of FOMO – the fear that I might never find myself back in this locale again and dread the thought of lying on my deathbed running through a litany of places I wish I’d seen (and food I wish I’d eaten and people I wish I’d been kinder to) but didn’t.Read More
Catching public transport just doesn't have the same appeal at home as it does when you're travelling. There's nothing exotic about jumping on a bus in Brisbane city or slogging it through the burbs on your daily train commute. Where I live on the Sunshine Coast we barely even have public transport! And yet, when you're in a foreign country, the way you get from point A to point B, all becomes part of the glorious, romantic adventure. Whether it's riding on the back of a motorbike in Indonesia, (without the inhibitions of a helmet) or dodging heart-palpitation-inducing traffic in an Indian rickshaw - the way we travel becomes part of the beautiful fabric of our journey tales. But there are risks and rewards with every option!Read More
Here’s the thing – we all want to belong. From surveying the schoolyard for a friend to sit with at lunch, to agreeing to participate in ridiculous team building exercises at work, there’s a part of most of us that craves the feeling of having a place in the place where you are.
Even when the place that you are is your place – the one that you were born in, or that you know as home – feeling like you belong isn’t always easy. Life stages change, friends move, work ends. Stuff happens that makes you feel different to the people around you.Read More
When we told the people we knew – our family and friends, our work colleagues, the guy at the corner shop, the parents of our kids’ friends, our local barista – that we were packing up our house, scaling back our work in Australia, taking our three children and moving to Vanuatu for 18 months, there were three types of reactions.Read More
So a friend recently asked me if they should visit the Greek Island of Santorini OR Positano on the Amalfi Coast in Italy. It may have been one of the only recorded times in my life when I was actually speechless. For a moment. The cogs were just ticking. There was a lot to think about. Italy vs Greece. Beach against beach. Fresh sardines for lunch or would you prefer grilled octopus. And don't even get me started on the views?!?!?! Sunset over the caldera or THAT Positano beach? It actually might be impossible to choose.Read More